Now it was Long Pinqing's turn to be silent. He was no longer affectionate or sentimental. He just looked at Chi Zishu coldly and glared at Long Pinru fiercely.
He could have escaped unscathed, but now, he was being roasted on the fire by Chi Zishu.
"Haha! Okay! Long San, our two families have been friends for generations, and no one can break this situation. Pinqing has agreed, and my daughter has also agreed. After the engagement ceremony today, let's prepare for their wedding!" After hearing what Chi Wanjun said, he immediately raised his eyebrows and laughed, patting Long San's shoulder and said.
Long San's face turned pale for a moment, and he felt even more uncomfortable than if he had eaten a fly.
He was just scolding, putting on a cold face and condemning Chi Wanjun in a condescending manner, but he was slapped in the face too quickly.
His Long family only has this one male, how could he be allowed to marry into the family? Judging from this posture, Chi Zishu really wants to marry his own son. His silly son is trapped.
Thinking of this, Long San glared at his daughter fiercely.
A girl who was watching the excitement in the crowd now looked anxious.
She was still waiting at home for Long Pinqing to come and propose, but she waited and waited but no one showed up, so she ran to the Chi family to see why the matter had not been resolved yet.
When she came here, she saw this scene. For a moment, she looked at Long Pinqing anxiously.
Mu Qingli, who had been standing there, saw the girl jumping up and down anxiously in the crowd, eager to say something, and smiled coldly.
The girl looked pretty and was dressed gorgeously and luxuriously. She was definitely a well-known figure in the village, but she was overshadowed by Chi Zishu.
The Long family had a good plan, and they were both in power and in cahoots. Mu Qingli also thought that Chi Zishu was wrong at first, but the more she watched, the more she felt that the Long family was trying too hard and their behavior was too ugly.
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